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ALIENATION MENTAL LYRICS
"Psychopathicolorspectrum" (2005)
1. A Yellow Symbol
2. Erase Head
3. No Way out
4. Mass Rapes Hammer
5. Neurotic
6. Wreck
7. Psychopathicolorspectrum
8. Excellent
1. A Yellow Symbol
absurd land is flanked of big brother´s face
you´ve never seen - you´ll never believe
i remember being enveloped beyond the veil
mass patriotism erases dissimilarity
i wanna be hidden inside a gray box
there´s fear in every corner
get to know - and tell me this taste
get to know - and find out liberty
i´m betrayed sitting in room 101
big brother grinded my determination by his power
my tongue has fallen lame
from waiting for the end of the end
i´m forced to lie around my faces
i´m forced to say: 2+2=5
i´m crippled, i´m broken
i´m forced to love big brother
i´m broken
i´m broken
i´m broken
i´m broken
all streets are flanked of big brother´s face
peolple walking around are apathetic
i´m a hypocrate of force
i show my cheerful face instead of tears
worn out bullshit surrounds me everywhere
that war is peace and liberty is slavery
i have unlearned to understand yellow symbols
that´s why they became a rule to me
i´m betrayed sitting in room 101
big brother grinded my determination by his power
my tongue has fallen lame
from waiting for the end of the end
i´m forced to lie around my faeces
i´m forced to say: 2+2=5
i´m crippled, i´m broken
i´m forced to love big brother
i´m broken
i´m broken
i´m broken
i´m broken
2. Erase Head
my erased head´s bleeding
i´m with no emotion, i´m with no senses
everything that looked positive
is lost in the deep swamps
my empty head´s bleeding
i´ll never break this way
of degraded mother´s instincts
i´m realy helpless
scratched vynil finishes turning
messengers of forgotten thoughts appear
through my way outside the circle.....erase memories
i´m attached to a hook
pulsating heart - cold steel is the same
i´m pulsating subzero
so, erase my memory
steel edges industrialize
resonate imaginary gates of slavery
steel edges of industrialize
resonate imaginary walls of sympathy
scratched vynil finishes turning
messengers of forgotten thoughts appear
through my way outside the circle.....erase memories
erase head shines as a cult
gray territory is occupied
all space is filled with doubt
i have mixed feelings of something new
that chafes each other screeching
and resonate imaginary walls of sympathy
scratched vynil finishes turning
messengers of forgotten thoughts appear
through my way outside the circle.....erase memories
3. No Way out
i´ve been disposed into space´s waves
huddled up, immobile, i flay out of my messy skin
reserved in my emotions i´m so alone behind huge walls
i fall to my knees and expose my nape
i´ll close my eyes and drift off to distant stars
of images you can´t see or smell
all of my immaterial images are without edges or corners
here i perceive scattered mosaic thoughts
and there´s the door
but there´s no way out
there´s no way out, no way out
there´s no way out, no way out
my reconciled illusions are fading out one by one
my oppressive illusions are kept in the deepest dark abyss
show me a path where my dreams can run away
show me your black veins and specify the goal
i´m praying, i´m trying, i feel so confused
i´m laying, i´m kneeling, i feel so dirty
and all dark things are gathered up into a sealed off circle
i don´t see a way out
and there...
i lead the eternal fight to its final moments
the piss is still warm on my face
i don´t know if i´m to cry or smile
i´m laying, i´m crying, i´m on my knees, i´m dying
and there...
join with me and together we´ll venture
into a depopulated world of puppets and empty chaoss
a world of absurdity and futility
put aside in the middle of a bottomless eternity
you can´t imagine how it dances inside me
i´m almost lulled to the edge of eternal silence
noise of scattering glass intersects a dark night like a loud scream
maybe this came the moment i woke up and stood up
and there...
4. Mass Rapes Hammer
it does seem that everybody suffers
we´re bamboozled by a corporation playing roulette for our luck
our life space is restricted with violence and deception
so i can´t penetrate deeper into the center of realization
under threat of a hostile world
i crawl and try to suffer to a higher realization
but i just have trips to dream asylums
that´s imitating a killing reality
we suffer every day
my enemy
destroy my body
destroy my soul
i promise
i swear
i´ll be happy
buy more and be happy
i´ll hate you
i´ll kill you
i have forgotten green color
i listen to sounds of a mystery city
i´m your friend
sinking in pain every day
all become products
you can buy anything
fortune isn´t so expensive
all is thick-skulled consume with no forethought
we suffer every day
my enemy
destroy my body
destroy my soul
i promise
i swear
i´ll be happy
buy more and be happy
i´ll hate you
i´ll kill you
maybe that´s enough to stop
to stop, turn and look around
and then you´ll understand
how to get away from the crowd
you must be seeking to find
hidden meanings and connections
and maybe one day
we´ll get peace in our souls
we suffer every day
my enemy
destroy my body
destroy my soul
i promise
i swear
i´ll be happy
buy more and be happy
i´ll hate you
i´ll kill you
5. Neurotic
´m a mournful god, aiming to cut off a little bit of your heart
take a look around and you´ll smell an odour of a hammer of blood
break my stone dreams and listen
how the gray messenger walks throughout my house
he forces his vile dictatorship to me
and i feel blows that cripple my body and soul
i´ve devised thousands of new death methods
in a gray house without windows
where intensly but elegantly i tear down its structures
where bad repetition finally comes to a closure
thanks for blind passion
thanks for lost time
thanks for dysfunctional games
thanks for emotional pain
i´m a mournful god, wandening into my own isolation
my soul´s purified from the plundering messenger
i´m disposed of pain, yet i watch painful grief run its course
i´m a happy killer pulling the tigger
and so all my ofences flow down my face
like streams of filthy sludge
i´m disposed of pain, yet i watch painful grief run its course
i´m a happy killer pulling the tigger
6. Wreck
my body is shaking....please, help me
a very evil vortex....please, help me
i go through pain here....please, help me
i´m dying in forgotten silence....please, help me
i struggle to paradise through an empty cage
listen to my depressive voice
love´s like a pain of being awake
blood gushes from a scared cut
i idolize the biological killing machine....please, help me
i set off for a journey....please, help me
i fall on my knees....please, help me
burned signs in my heart....please, help me
i fight for myself
i feel pain - turning element of my life
i feel pain - turning my brother
i feel pain - in my red eyes
absorb the crack´s dust
aliens pursue me in my dreams
i push forward
i stumble and crawl in ash
i put a gun barrel to my temple
you can spit in my eyes
you can stop my scream
but you can´t wreck anything
i fight for myself....please, help me
i feel pain....please, help me
i feel anger....please, help me
i´ll wreck everything....please, help me
i fight for myself
i feel pain - turning element of my life
i feel pain - turning my brother
i feel pain - you can´t wreck anything
absorb the crack´s dust
aliens pursue me in my dreams
i push forward
i stumble and crawl in ash
i put a gun barrel to my temple
you can spit in my eyes
you can stop my scream
but you can´t wreck anything
7. Psychopathicolorspectrum
welcome into the real psychopathic world
welcome into the world of pain
welcome into the world of dead silence
it seems to you everything´s the same
i´m a drooling, whining, screaming bastard
you can see my unsuccessful attempts to perceive your life
i´m captured by my psychopathic instincts and projections
becoming inconsiderable giving up this fight
my world is breaking to the softest accords and shades
this worlds inner world is growing from inside
my world blends with edges and shines in my isolation
i show my scared face and am angry they are better then me
welcome into the real psychopathic world
welcome into the panic room
welcome into the imaginary world
welcome into the world under a plastic sun
who doesn´t have nightmares and determination to live
i just wanna stay here and watch the horizon of my death
solitude, damage, derogation, yearnings
i resist pain and despair
set a mirror to my scared face, my pervasive anxiety
even you´ll pick out a part of your done destiny
mental devastation looks like a bliss garden on the other side of hell
cut through fantastic pictures of real life
welcome into the real psychopathic world
welcome into the world of pain
welcome into the world of dead silence
it seems to you everything´s the same
i still seek inner appreciation in a bizzarre architecture of my life
it´s a miracle i can speak again after all these years and break the silence
am i blind, deaf and dumb that somebody found me in the trash?
now i go through blunders and glory returns from a destroyed reality
welcome into the panic room
welcome into the imaginary world
welcome into the world under plastic sun
welcome into the psycopathic color spectrum
8. Excellent
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